I grew up on a bland diet of Kraft Mac & Cheese and McDonald's. Eating has always been a sore spot for me for a lot of reasons. Trying new food is anxiety evoking mostly because I'm worried I will embarrass myself but also the wasted money if I hate it.
That's where the amazing Zen comes in. Not only does he make me feel like a million bucks when we are together but he has introduced me to so much new food. I trust him to order whatever is good. Whenever something is too spicy or I don't like the texture, I feel zero shame talking to him about it. He can also suggest something else. Or we just get more fried chicken.
He is my No Drama Llama. No matter what is going he always has good vibes and no shame. When I get overwhelmed and flakey, he doesn't hold it against me. He just schedules a backup dinner date.
Not only does he know all the good eating spots in town but his BBQ is bar far the meanest. His blind tastings are a blast. Somehow he brings together the most random of people and there is always a good time to be had.
I know when I am not feeling my best I can go to one of his events and get my social fix without having to worry about bad energy or feeling worse. He is the ultimate upper with no comedown. I know if Zen is going to be around, it is guaranteed to be a good time. I look forward to more tasting and being fashionable as fuck with him.
That is why I keep living. Because I am loved. Because I love him too much to let him live a life without me.
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